A Wedding-cum-trip!

Back after long time, back with some new fresh memories in the pocket! ;) .. Our very dearly MS got married to S this 24^th of may. Finally the eyes of his mom were twinkling as to her surprise (or say to the surprise of the whole friend community of MS) he got married! And to to blow the trumpet, a band of four started the journey to Dehradun, Dhanolti on 22^nd of may.

Started around 8 am from dilshad garden metro station where me (the driver) picked up K2, Pjo, Adi in my car, with Pjo bringing up his disgusting water tank for the trip to fill all the space. Started well, with our usual bakwaas of all the time, and a new out of the world song (courtesy K2) [ye gaana maine apne dil se likha hai… lolz!], with Pjo being stuck to his camera on the front seat and recording the cars that were being followed by us for several minutes per car, hoardings, road, dogs, policemen…. In short all the futile crap and not us!

The junta gave the frowns on his face a rest and gave him fundas to say ‘sahi!’ for everything that came across (which he learnt really well! Lolz!). The other three shared their love stories (with me giving it a pass and driving quietly ;) ). And finally we reached Dehradun at MS’s beautiful home at around 3. The gang was welcomed gracefully, with aunty’s delicious food. After some time, we left for Dhanolti in the evening, and the much awaited drive in the hills started.

With the twists and the turns, the evening sun in the horizon, rolled down window glasses and the fresh chilled out breeze, and yeah! My mild fokiyaps while driving giving Pjo TTs. ;)…that was the story of the way. By the time we reached Dhanolti, it was night. Dhanolti, by the way, is a really small town that you can walk across on foot in 15 minutes. And the beauty of this place is being a quite, cool place which is exact opposite to Mussourie, an extremely commercialized crowded place with the whole Delhi there on weekends. All of us got our spirits high on reaching there.

Then the most interesting part of the trip happened in the night. Our dear Pjo got really scared while he and Adi shared there stories of paranormal powers, ghosts etc while taking sips of tea on the terrace of a local dhaba. He refused to even move a single step in the direction opposite to the hotel, and made us all get back to the room in no time. He slept probably after 3 at night, with being extremely scared till then.

Came the morning, all of us started the morning by playing cards! :D.. and then went to the ecological park there. A place so quiet that was perfect for yoga and all. There the mad dogs jumped on the hills several times to get some superb funny shots of us! Then took off for kempty falls at around 1230… Kempty falls, is a place that I wont want to visit again, with extremely pathetic traffic jams around it, and the rotting smell of commercialization, it was not worth a drive. There Pjo bought a cliché gift for his girl, otherwise however, the drive back from there to Dehradun was pleasant, with heavy rain and hails for almost and hour or so.

At night, we reached Dun and entered directly into Makozzi (a hookah bar). There in the UV lights, did our chillad stunts, then reched MS’s place, then to the guest house, and ended the night with a car ride very late (3-4 am) and cards, with me and Adi losing all the games as a team (“I don’t like 29..Gurrr…!!”)

The next day started really late, my tired legs not wanting to hit clutch, and the other devils sleeping through the morning. Went to President’s for lunch, a highly recommended place to eat at while visiting dun (courtesy DA, MS). Then went to yet another amazing place Guchchu Pani, where water is flowing through in between two very close hills that gives an impression of walking into a crack with knee-deep water. There the chillad deeds included K2 and Pjo taking a shower, me beating Pjo with hunter (What a pleasure!!), Adi bhaiya’s poses and the owl-and-owl photograph! :D.. Then at night visited MS’s wedding.

Wedding was great. MS’s sherwani (that he just didnt want to wear) his haircut (that again, he never wanted to get), and the ghodi (that could never think of riding), everything looked perfect together. MS’s childhood friend S lifted him on his shoulders just before the ‘jaimala’, a beautiful girl that caught the eye (and many pictures) ;), and the dance with an uncle in pink shirt was fun! In the night, my battery went completely down and we all missed the pheras.

In the morning (again very late), all went to MS’s home, and left after bidding goodbyes… Left for haridwar, enjoyed the dip in the holy water of ganga, has the famous poori bhaji-lassi, and after a small glitch in my dear car, left for Delhi. All in all, when I left the three idiots in Delhi, the next minute was heavy, as I was driving alone, after those happening and tightly scheduled 4 days.. but had to get ready for yet another trip down south.. that started the next day…!